Gerard pulled me into a hug, rubbing my back slowly. “It's good news, sweetie.” He placed a large envelope in my hands carefully. “I picked this up from Doctor Parente.”
I blinked, opening it carefully and tugging the contents out. I grinned when I felt how thick the paper was. “Nice.” I laid it down on the table, running my fingers over it. By the time I was done, I was crying. Gerard leaned over and kissed my cheek. “Why are you crying, sweetie?”
I sniffed, wiping my cheeks carefully. “Cause I'm free,” I grinned, grabbing at his hand. “No more fucking chemo.”
“I think we need to celebrate, don't you?” Gerard murmured, gently pulling me into his lap and wrapping his arms around me tightly. I leaned back against his chest comfortably, letting my eyes close slowly. “Mhm. I reckon.”
“What do you wanna do, baby?”
“Well, I wanna fuck.”
Gerard laughed, kissing my cheek softly. “Of course you do. But what else? Like, what do you wanna do that involves company?”
“Ohh,” I giggled, hugging his arm. “I wanna have a cake. I haven't had cake in ages. And I wanna have Mikey and Donna over. Just a little party.”
“Don't tell me to throw you a fucking little party,” Gerard snorted. “I love planning parties and I'm gonna throw everything at this.”
I put a hand on his chest gently, kissing his jaw. “Babe, I really appreciate that you want to do this for me, but remember that I'm blind and have anxiety problems, okay? Not too much.”
He smiled and nuzzled me gently. “Mhm. It will be a Frankie-approved party, I promise.”
I nodded and stroked his cheek, smiling at him. “Promise me we won't have a big party for my birthday, though. It's only a couple weeks off and I really just want to spend the day in bed with you.”
Gerard kissed my forehead. “Okay, deal. But Mikey and Mum will still want to see you.”
“I know, I know..”
Gerard pulled me closer to him. “It's three, sweetie, are you gonna take your nap?”
I stretched and yawned, then nuzzled up to him again. “Carry me?”
Gerard chuckled and scooped me up easily, almost too easily, and carried me to the bedroom, laying me down on the bed. He leaned over me, slipping my shirt off and then helping me with my jeans. “I'll wake you in an hour, okay? You get some good rest.”
I waved sleepily as he stepped out of the room, then rolled over and got comfortable, my eyes closing slowly.

Gerard's tongue ran up, over my shaft, and flicked across the tip. I woke up with a moan, trembling.
“Fuck, Gee..” I whined. “I can't..”
I felt him move and his knees were on either side of me, his hips resting on mine, just over my belly button. “Frankie, you've fought through so much and I'm so proud of you. I want to do this with you. Please let me?”
“Do what?” I mumbled, sitting up and gently grabbing at his chest. “I'm confused, Gee.”
“I want to fuck your brains out,” he growled softly, nipping at my neck and making me gasp.
I giggled and kissed his cheek softly. “Okay, but not because I asked, right?”
He shook his head. “No, because you deserve it and you want it, and I want it. Now lay down and shut up.”
I grinned, sinking back slowly and gripping his hips lightly. Gerard slipped back, the hot wetness of him brushing over my dick. I shifted, my breath hitching as he rolled his hips very precisely. I felt myself slip into him and I whined, digging my nails into his hips. He purred, leaning down and kissing me deeply, his fingers spreading on my cheeks as he started to rock his hips, slowly at first, soft whimpers and moans escaping his lips as he tried to keep kissing me. Gerard took my hands off his hips and pinned them down by my head, lacing his fingers in mine just before he bit my neck sharply, making me cry out and arch my back. He let go of my hands and sat back, starting to bounce on me as quickly as he possibly could, one hand on my stomach in front of him, the other on my leg behind him. “Fuuck..” Gerard groaned, just as I started to thrust up eagerly, slamming into him each time he came down.

Soon, we were collapsed in a sweaty pile, with my length still buried in Gerard.
“Babe?”
He nuzzled my cheek gently, humming.
“Did you put a condom on me?”
Gerard shook his head. “No, it's okay. I don't have periods anymore, but I still track my time of the month and stuff. We’re safe.”
I nodded, trusting him as I hugged him tightly. “We need to do that more often.”
“We need to fuck more often.”
I yawned and kissed his cheek happily. “Are you tired?”
He shook his head, running his hand down over my ass casually. “Why?”
I giggled and gently pulled away from him. “What if I want more?”
Gerard sighed and sat up. “What kind of more?”
I blushed and bit my lip softly. Gerard hesitated.
“You want me to fuck you?”
I purred, sitting up and arching my back slightly. “Bingo..”
Gerard growled and tackled me to the bed, making me squeak in surprise. I giggled, struggling against him playfully. He pinned me down, kissing my neck and shoulders all over. “Mm, you're too beautiful to resist,” he murmured, running his hands all over me. “Let me go get something.”
I nodded, smiling as he got up. He left the room quietly, so I reached over and grabbed the lube out of the bedside drawer quickly, spreading some on my fingers.
By the time Gerard got back, I was fully prepped and smiling innocently, my face red and hot. He paused in the doorway.
“You started without me, baby...how rude..”
I giggled and grabbed at the air. “Come here. I just wanted to get started right away when you got back.”
Gerard chuckled and walked over to me, climbing onto the bed.
“How do you want me?” I asked quietly, before he could ask the same.
“On your back, sweetie.”
I heard the tearing of a condom packet and soon after, the cap popping off the lube.
“Gee?”
He stopped and looked at me. “Yes, little one?”
I blushed, spreading my legs slightly. “I'm a little...I haven't done this in a while.”
He purred quietly. “Don't worry. I'll be gentle with you, little one. Are you ready for me?”
I nodded slightly and he shifted, his hands on the backs of my thighs as I felt the dildo pressing against my entrance. I bit my lip harshly, but Gerard leaned down, kissing me softly as he started to push into me, ever so slowly. I whimpered, but he simply deepened the kiss, one of his hands coming up to cradle my cheek.
“That's it, baby. Just relax..”
I felt his hips against my ass as he finally stopped fully inside of me. “I love you..” I whispered shakily, grabbing at his hair, the soft red strands wrapping around my fingers. “I love you so so much.”
Gerard grinned against my lips and started to shift his hips. I tensed for a pounding that never came. He instead continued to kiss me, rolling his hips slowly and in a comfortable, easy rhythm. I wrapped my arms around his waist, my hands spreading on his back as he kept going, nuzzling my jaw and neck. “I love you too, little one. So so so much.”
I rooted back against him, my eyes rolling back in my head as he picked up the pace just slightly, careful to angle into my prostate. I moaned loudly, trembling now with each slow, deliberate thrust. “You're beautiful, Frankie. You deserve to be made love to,” Gerard murmured in my ear as my back arched up. I panted shakily, whining softly, too wound up and pleasured to moan.
“That's it. You're getting close, aren't you?” He hummed, resting his forehead on mine, speeding up just a little more. “Let it go, just let go..”
I groaned loudly, a shiver running through me. Gerard stroked my cheek slowly with his thumb.
“I love you.”
He thrust hard, right into my prostate, and I felt my hips jerk up as hot, sticky liquid spilled over my hips. “I love you too,” I managed as I fell back, limp and shaky.

---

Gerard held my hand tightly. “I got you a present.”
I slapped his arm. “I said no presents for this! Wait until my birthday!”
He chuckled and shook his head. “Sorry, baby. It was meant to be for your birthday, but the timescale changed and it's not something I can leave in a closet until your birthday.”
I sighed and leaned my head on his shoulder as he drove. “Okay. You've made me curious now.”
“I know.”
“Where are we going?”
“It's a secret. I'd blindfold you, but..”
I flipped him off and moved slightly, letting my head fall back against the headrest.
“You comfortable?”
I nodded, rubbing my spare hand over my head and feeling the stubble. “Yeah, I'm fine. I'm hungry, though.”
“I know, sweetie. We’ll be there in less than five minutes.”
“You said that like an hour ago.”
Gerard chuckled quietly. “No, I didn't. I said we'd be there in less than an hour.”
“Well, you still lied,” I teased softly. He squeezed my hand again and hummed briefly.
“I'm sorry, sweetie.”
“Who'd you invite?”
“I invited Mikey, Mum, Angelo, and Ray. But don't worry, Angelo can't stay long. And um...well, you see what you think, but Ray and Mikey together could be amusing.”
“What do you-”
I was cut off by the breaks squeaking as Gerard parked the car.
“Okay, this car needs a service,” he muttered to himself, then got out of the car, hurrying around to help me out. I let him, giggling as he lifted me down carefully. “My prince.”
“Yeah, whatever. I don't want you to trip and break your nose or something. You're so clumsy.”
“Oh yeah. With that time you knocked me over, the glass I dropped, the cancer I got, the list goes on and on,” I said sarcastically.
Gerard laughed and scooped me up bridal style, carrying me into the building. It wasn't a big room, but I could hear people chattering. Gerard set me on my feet gently, kissing my forehead. “It sounds like a lot of people because I booked a live band, they're chatting with everyone.”
I slapped his arm again. “Extravagant!”
“No, I've named this your remission and birthday party, so it's got a bit of extra pizzazz.”
“I never want to hear you say that word again.”
I heard running footsteps and I was swept away from Gerard and into Mikey's chest as he hugged me tightly. “Fuck! I'm so fucking glad, Frankie! I'm so so happy for you.”
I giggled and gently pushed him away. “Thanks, Mikey. You're so sweet.”
I heard another set of more calm footsteps. “Frankie, this is Ray, I think you've met him a few times before,” Mikey said softly, his voice a little sweeter than usual. I glanced towards Gerard before smiling.
“Hi. Nice to meet you again, I don't have a good memory for faces.”
That got a laugh, it always did. Gerard placed a hand on the small of my back. “Sorry, guys, but I think our party boy is hungry, I'm just gonna get him something to eat.”
Mikey stepped back and Gerard gently steered me towards the other side of the room. “What would you like, sweetie?”
I giggled and rolled my eyes. “What is there?”
“Well it's mostly just finger food and stuff, so there's sandwiches and cucumber-thingys and that smoked salmon you like...and a lot of cake.”
I shoved his chest gently. “You're so annoying. Can I have a little bit of everything savory? I'll come back for cake in a bit.”
“Okay, you wait here a second..”
Gerard walked off a few steps and I heard another person coming up to me. “Hey, Frank. Are you feeling better?”
I grinned and shrugged. “Hi Donna, I'm feeling okay. Still a little sick, but it should pass in about a month or so. I think Gerard is trying to fatten me up.”
She chuckled and put her hand on my shoulder, squeezing gently. “He could do with dropping a couple pounds, I think. He's put it on a little while you've been in hospital.”
I smiled evenly, tilting my head to the side. “I haven't honestly noticed,” I said quietly. “But I like him the way he is.”
Donna kissed my cheek lightly. “Good, because I doubt he's changing anytime soon.”
Gerard touched my back lightly, almost making me jump. “Here, baby..”
He handed me the plate carefully and kissed the back of my neck. “Do you wanna come sit down while you eat?”
I nodded slightly and let him guide me to a comfy leather chair. I could hear people moving around in front of me, and someone was tuning a guitar. Gerard was sat next to me, his arm wrapped around my shoulder casually. “I think the band’s going to start soon.”
I blushed and sighed. “I feel like I'm hiding at my own party.”
Gerard rubbed my shoulder gently, looking around. “It's alright. Mum is chatting with Angelo, and Mikey and Ray are...being Mikey and Ray.”
“Does Mikey like him?”
Gerard sighed quietly and kissed the side of my head. “I don't know, baby. Mikey is a little upset over the whole thing.”
I frowned and ducked my head. “He doesn't talk to me about anything anymore.”
“Don't worry. He's just scared of making your load heavier. Now you're officially better, he'll start chatting with you again.”
I polished off my second sandwich and Gerard played with stubble on the back of my neck lightly. “Angelo is coming over, sweetie. I think he has to go soon.”
I nodded, waiting patiently as I heard the footsteps get closer. The doctor was fiddling with something in his pocket.
“Hey, Frank. I have to get to work in about five minutes, but I thought I'd come and say congratulations. You're a real fighter.”
I smiled at him, my stock smile in response to what definitely sounded like a stock sentence.
“Thank you. You were a real help, but I must admit I'm glad we won't be seeing much of each other anymore.”
Angelo chuckled and nodded. “You have a great evening, Frank.”
As he walked away, Gerard kissed my cheek. “Eat up.”
I nodded, finishing off what was left on my plate. Just as Gerard took the plate from me and stood up, the band started to play Saturday Night by the Misfits. I giggled and curled up in my chair, hugging my knees happily. Gerard squeezed my shoulder, leaning down to talk in my ear. “I'll be right back.”

After a while, everyone was just sitting down in the leather chairs by the stage, listening to the band and enjoying the peace and calm. Gerard murmured to me every now and then, updating me on things. Mikey was apparently sitting mostly in Ray’s lap, looking perfectly content. Mrs. Way was scrolling through something on her phone, seeming mostly in her own world. And I was sitting in Gerard’s lap, his strong arms around me and his chin resting on the top of my head. I felt like I was sitting on some kind of throne.
The music stopped, jolting me out of my thoughts, and we all clapped. Gerard kissed the side of my head, just above my ear. “They're packing up now, we’re going to do presents and then cake.”
I nodded, twisting around to kiss him, my hands cupping his jaw lightly. It wasn't a long kiss, but Mikey made a few fake vomiting noises anyway. I smiled at him sweetly and Gerard chuckled.
“Don't set Frankie off, his will sound much more real.”
I giggled and rolled my eyes, slapping his arm lightly. “Whatever..” I slipped off Gerard's lap, standing up and stretching. He stood up behind me, touching my sides lightly. “Mikey, can you come help with the presents?”
Mikey got up as well. “Sure, let's go. Frankie, you can sit with Ray if you like.”
I sighed and sat down obediently. “I don't need a babysitter,” I mumbled under my breath. Ray shifted.
“You've known Mikey since he was like nine, right?”
I nodded, staring at him blankly. “What are you doing with him?”
Ray seemed caught off guard, hesitating. “Um...to tell you the truth, I have a really big crush on him.”
“Are you trying to make him like you?”
Ray stammered again. “N-no, I just-”
“He's always said he was straight, Ray. What's changed? Huh?”
Mrs. Way cut in good-naturedly. “Frank, Gerard is much better at playing bad cop than you. They've already had this conversation.”
“Oh..” I mumbled, ducking my head. “Sorry, Ray, I just..”
“No, it's fine,” he said quickly, and I could tell he was smiling. “Mikey's done a lot for you and I know you want to protect him. Truth is that he's not doing so well, but we’re working it out together.”
I nodded, biting my lip softly. “I'm glad he has someone.”
“Well, I know he's glad you're dating his brother and not someone he doesn't know.”
I smiled to myself and shrugged. “I don't think he really wants to know details, though.”
Ray laughed and shook his head. “I like you, Frank. You're very funny.”
I grinned happily. “I've been off my game for a while, but I'm ready to be back.”
“Good.”
Gerard grabbed my shoulders suddenly, making me squeak and jump. He laughed and nuzzled the side of my neck, nibbling my skin lightly. “Come on.”
I got up quickly and Gerard practically dragged me over to the stage, helping me up onto it. “Gee? What's going on?” I mumbled, clinging to him a little shakily as he helped me kneel down.
He guided my hands to the pile of presents. “Mum and Mikey got you these, it's for your birthday as well as this.”
I nodded and started to unwrap the large, long package in front of me. I ran my hands over the shiny cardboard box under the paper, managing to open it my myself. I felt around inside, my eyes widening. “Holy shit. You shouldn't have, guys...this is...awesome.” I grinned, running a finger up and down the strings on the brand new guitar. Mikey chuckled. “The other stuff is just some strings and cables I know you're missing. You still have the amp, right?”
I nodded, feeling my cheeks heat up. “Yeah. Thanks so much, both of you. This is an awesome present.”
Gerard kissed my cheek and carefully moved the boxes aside. “Do you want your other present?”
I nodded shyly, biting my lip. Gerard whistled and I heard running footsteps, but these were a little different. Before I could react, the dog was on top of me, panting and licking my face. Gerard laughed as I giggled, trying to fend off the friendly attack. “Help!” I squealed, managing to grab the dog’s collar.
“Sit,” Gerard said calmly, and the licking stopped. “She's just excited to see you. Lie down.”
The dog laid down in front of me and I reached out tentatively, stroking her side. “I can't..”
Gerard moved closer to me, kissing my cheek. “She's a black and white pitbull, with just a splash of white on her nose and going up the middle of her face, and four little white feet.”
I grinned, sniffling. “She's so sweet, Gee..I..”
He smiled and guided my hand over her shoulder. She was wearing some kind of harness, a laminated surface on part of it.
“Get up, love.”
The dog got up carefully and Gerard handed me the lead, then helped me stand up, guiding my hand to the handle.
“Fuck..” I whimpered, tears running down my cheeks slowly. “Oh my god..”
Gerard rubbed my back slowly, chuckling softly. “She doesn't have a name, Frankie..”
“You got me a fucking guide dog...I can't...I..Gee!”
I grabbed him, pulling him towards me in a bone crushing hug. He grinned, hugging back and nuzzling me gently. “You deserve one, baby. I've been waiting for a couple months for her. No one wanted her because she's a pit bull and so we moved up on the waiting list.”
I giggled happily, falling to my knees again and opening my arms. The dog attacked me again, her tail wagging all over the place as she licked the tears off my face excitedly.
Gerard knelt next to me, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. “Do you want to name her, Frankie?”
I nodded quickly, gently pushing the dog away. “Sit.”
I leaned my head on my boyfriend’s shoulder, petting the dog’s head slowly. “Pansy,” I said at last, and the dog wagged her tail excitedly.
“Pansy,” I giggled, and hugged her tightly.

Notes

I hope this was suitably cute and you guys are still enjoying this. I haven't had many comments lately